The lies you tell,

The number of times you “tease” me,

Start breaking into my shell.

I’m afraid I will never break free.

When I am feeling down,

You worry more about your dress-coded spaghetti straps.

You make me feel like a clown,

For falling into your traps.

You like to guilt trip me everyday.

Controlling me like your puppet.

My trust is eroding away,

And my faith in our friendship is starting to plummet.

The filthy smile you get

From the arguments we have.

I’m starting to regret,

And now I want to end our friendship.